• i think i see movement
    where there is no movement.
    but i consider the insects in the room
    and their personal experience
    and how their existence depends on
    a bend of the will of a human.

    i want to bend to your will
    to experience your experience.
    and i consider your body,
    and we can only get so close,
    i can only sense you in so many ways.

    and all the other people
    are sort of insects, too.
    not that they're insignificant
    but i only notice their movement
    in peripheral visions
    where your motion takes all focus.

    you are blurry and distant
    but i consider your proximity
    that can only exist in my mind
    and i consider the sensations
    that you inflict
    despite all of the other flies in the room.

    and your body and senses
    take all priority next to my own.
    and i consider your sight
    and how often i end up in it,
    and i consider your body
    and how often i can end up with it.